About Me

February 20, 2009

Reality mean nothing, perception is everythingWe try to denied it but it won’t clingThe says, the words we try to take it for grantedBecause in our head it still flusteredShould we care about all of the filthy thought?They don’t even know us, isn’t that an obvious odd?They said we the doubter, but we do believe in godBut still, their perspective and speech hurts, a lot

Maybe we don’t belong maybe we just the exileTrying to fit in, but the world is another plays of childMaybe it’s them with constructed mindOr it just us that too blind to find

Ww don't have the right path to goWe don't have the right voice to mellowWe don't the perfect click to followWhat we have is just the cute cover to blow

We try our best to fit inStill all of the efforts blown away and drowningStill people see the worst of usThey Lust for more and we starting to fly dust

It’s time to seize back what oursThe rightful marks to be belong and fussall we want is Society membership not to be freaksCan we, or can’t we? it just another breakAnother swing we must alert onTo be apart, nah! To be heard upon